Current listenings

My erosion-worn ally has betrayed me at last. The silence I so crave from the clamor and crash thunders in emptiness. Oh, it is not unexpected but neither is it welcome. Then again, it is not just any sound I wish to hear but the whisper of a lilac. Will it come once more with spring?

 

 

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